Let strength speaks for itself

The beast tide was raging, one wave after another came crashing in with no intention of stopping.

Those thirty mercenaries' strength and perception should not be too bad if they were to be in the silver team.

And with their fighting experience for so many years, their mutual tacit understanding, and own strength were quite high.

Seeing how Ye Qing Luo could manipulate these beasts using her speed and footwork, they could apply the same technique as well.

Very soon, they adjusted to the rhythm of dealing with the magic beasts and worked hand in hand to slaughter the beasts.

The leader finally let out a sigh of relief, his complex eyes turned over to Ye Qing Luo that was standing at the side without making her moves.

He had been leading the mercenary groups to the magic beast forest for the past six years, and it was only till today he had learnt an easier way to deal with the magic beasts unexpectedly.

How could he take it lying down?